Mission Jessy

Weepy

Melva came home from James's house in shambles. It is not possible to take a bus in such circumstances. So he decided to take a taxi. After walking quite far from James' house he was finally able to find a taxi in front of a convenience store.

"Sir, 21 pinang street huh?"

"Sorry Neng, but -"

The taxi door opened again and a man entered with a bag containing brown parcels in his hand. "You who? It's my cab, so please get off because I'm in a hurry."

"I went up first. So this is my taxi. You're the one who came down."

"Gee!" The man began to growl. "Sir, who's your passenger?"

"Sorry Neng, but Mas this is my passenger."

Melva could no longer hold back her tears. "Please walk, sir! Mr. between aja Mas this after that you can directly take me."

"But the opposite direction, Neng."

"Ngga papa, sir. I will pay whatever the cost. As long as I can cry here."

"Well! Young people today really do not have ethics? I ordered this taxi so if you want to ride my permission first."

Melva flinched and continued to cry staring out the window of the taxi. And it made the man no longer have the heart to push him out.

"Yes, go sir! A little short, sir? My wife is waiting for me." The man took a tissue and placed it on Melva's lap.

"Good Mas."

The taxi had gone a long way and was about to arrive at the man's destination but Melva was still crying.

"Aren't you papa?"

Melva took the tissue in her lap, took out all her snot and shook her head.

"Where the hell is that going? Why not nyampe-nyampe? It's late, I want to go home."

"Set, who told you to come here?"

"It should be as men Mas it's the same women. I know I'm crying, it's late and I need this taxi. Can you find another taxi?"

"Well! More and more kids. Denger yes! I'm in a hurry because my future wife is waiting for dinner."

"Wife candidate? Not fiancee?"

The man was really upset right now, "We're not engaged yet but we've been betrothed for a long time and are getting married."

"All men are liars! Wicked!" Melva again cried roaring in the taxi.

"Stop it! Crazy, are you?! People will think I'm merkosa elo!"

And Melva's cries were breaking and deafening.

"Mas, please dong! I'm not focused on it."

"Yes, Sir. Sorry." the man again persuaded Melva to be quiet and then he had seen some kiss marks on Melva's neck and chest that did not want to stop crying.

The man then opened his grocery bag and handed Melva his chocolate-filled parcel.

"What's this?"

"Good valentine's day."

Melva looked at the man suspiciously but she felt hungry from crying too much and had not had time to eat anything while at James' house. Without saying thank you, Melva opened the chocolate bar and devoured it to nothing.

Although upset because he had no hands to take to the house of his future wife, but he was relieved because Melva did not cry anymore.

"It's here, Mom."

The man handed the taxi driver some money and got off. But Melva instead held him back and pulled his arm.

"What the hell?!"

"Cock just that?"

"What?"

"Wasn't that? Isn't that right, sir?"

"Well, my mom."

"Believe me, all the cake. So a really stingy guy?"

"You said you wanted to pay whatever the cost was. Isn't that sir?"

Again the taxi driver nodded.

"If you don't want to pay, I'll come down and find your girl."

"Gee!" The man grinned. "Dikasih liver night begging heart!"

Melva took the man's arm off and got out of the taxi. "Wait here first, sir. I want to come inside."

"Lo crazy huh?!"

Melva flinched and just stuck her right hand out in front of the man. The man looked at Melva's arm closely.

Although very upset at the godly level, but he really did not want the night to fall apart because of the poor crazy girl. He finally gave two pieces of money a hundred thousand and then entered the luxurious house in front of him.

"Just take charity before leaving for Canada." the man murmured as he passed.

****

(A few days after the accident)

Jessy blinked her eyes holding back the sunlight that forced its way through the gaps of the curtains.

"Mell! You're conscious, son?" A woman greeted him with a face. "Doctor! Melva is conscious!"

Jessy watched the woman run out of the room to call the doctor. He felt like he had seen that face but nowhere. His head was still throbbing and he did not want to think too hard.

'What's going on? Melva?'

Jessy looked around. He was in a room in the hospital. He heard the rhythm of the sound of the monitor also felt a ventilator attached to his mouth and made it a little difficult to speak.

A doctor and nurse came to him and checked him out.

"It's a miracle, Mom. Justjust wonderful. His heart rate is starting to stabilize, blood pressure oxygen levels are also quite good. His vitals also work fine."

"Ah, thank goodness." The woman breathed a sigh of relief as if she had just been freed from the shackles of steel.

"We still need to do some checks to confirm his condition."

"Okay Doctor, thank you."

"Mel, thank you for fighting and holding on for me." The woman began to cry, Jessy did not know if it was a sad or happy cry.

'Mels? Mammy? What the hell is going on?' jessy's head was pulsing again.

"Mel, what's wrong with you, son? Is anyone sick?"

Jessy finally remembered. He saw her face in Melva's wallet. That woman is Ms. Rahma, Melva's mother.

'But why is he here and calling me Mel? Then why does my body feel like this?'

"Mel, don't move too much first. Do you rest, son? So that your condition will improve soon."

And somehow the woman's smile made Jessy calm and no longer forced herself to think about things.

****

Jessy is shocked to find herself inside Melva's body. Although you could say the two are quite close, but they are two different people. She never liked Melva, but she could never really hate her.

The girl had an incredible fighting spirit. Besides, he has what he doesn't have, which is a very bright brain. But that brain is not going to help him to become a world-class swimmer. And it really frustrates him.

Jessy was trying to recall what happened to her earlier. That day he was preparing for a swimming race, and then James, his lover appeared before him. He then felt anxious and agitated and made him unable to get into the pool when the gun was fired into the air.

Jessy remembers very well that she ran back to the participant room and James found her, calmed her down and gave her a sedative. He then felt a little better and had trouble breathing and he could not remember what happened afterwards.